John rolled down the car window as the jogger approached his car.
"Did you need something?" John asked.
The man got a sheepish look on his face and scratched the back of his
head. "Uh, I hadn’t seen you in the neighborhood before, and wanted
to introduce myself. God! This must sound really strange, especially
this early in the morning."
John replied with a cheerful grin, "Not so strange. We have never
crossed paths before, because I don’t usually get up this early." He
stuck his hand out the window, "I’m John by the way."
The jogger accepted the handshake, and with a toothy smile introduces
himself, "Nice to meet you, John. My name is Lionel, but friends call
me Leo."
Leo was still winded, and his face was shadowed by the hooded
sweatshirt. These two factors were giving John a hard time in reading
Leo’s body language to determine if Leo was being affected by the
Alpha scent or was just one of those rare ‘I met him in line at the
grocery store and we’ve been dating ever since’ encounters. Either
way John would be happy, but he really preferred Leo would turn out to
be one of the former. "So, Leo, do you run every morning?"
Totally ignoring John’s question, Leo blurted out, "Would you like to
hang out some time?" Feeling really embarrassed about his outburst,
Leo rambled on, "I, uh, don’t mean to be bold and … you seem like a
really nice good looking guy …wait … I don’t think you’re gay … no
what I meant to say is that I’m not gay, but…"
Bemused, John stopped Leo’s muttering, "Leo, I’m in apartment 2701.
Come by for breakfast in a little bit after I have done my shopping
and you have finished your run." John then started his car and drove
away, leaving a befuddled but excited Leo waving on the sidewalk.
"The former, definitely the former," John thought merrily.
A short time later Leo found himself sitting on the steps in front of
apartment 2701. He had tried to go finish his run, but every time Leo
approached the corner he got really anxious and turned back. He was
afraid that he would be late and miss valuable time he could spend
with John, or even worse yet, he would miss John in passing and the
whole opportunity would be gone. Leo was a little perplexed as to why
John suddenly mattered so much; he had only just met John and talk to
him for literally two minutes. However, John had admirably been so
confident and commanding, and John was expecting Leo. Leo didn’t want
to let John down. Leo’s train of thought was interrupted when he
spied John coming up the path with three large brown paper bags of
groceries.
"Hi, John!" Leo exclaimed. "Here, let me help you with those."
"Thanks, Leo. Give me a second to put my cats in the bedroom and I
will be right back. Wait right here," said John as he ducked inside.
Pacing anxiously on the front porch with the groceries, Leo muttered
to himself, "Just relax man. God, why am I acting so goofy? I am way
too eager. Just relax. Play it cool man." Startled by a loud thud from
inside, he peaked his head in careful not to open the door too wide
lest he let the cats out. "You okay in there?"
From down the hall, John called, "Yeah, everything is okay. Can you
put the groceries in the kitchen and have a seat on the couch? I’ll be
just one more minute." Having settled Hugo and Alex in the bedroom,
John emerged into the living room with a backpack to find Leo
nervously sitting on the couch as instructed.
Taking a seat next to Leo, John unzipped his backpack allowing easy
access to the sub vials and set it to the side. Obviously made tense
by John’s close proximity, Leo confessed in a hushed tone, "John, I
haven’t ever done anything with a guy before. Not that I have a
problem with it. I have been a curious about what it would be like.
I just can’t believe that I am here with you. No offense, but I never
expected my…" Leo glanced down trying to find the right word,
"experience with another man to be with a stranger. I kind of expected
to do this with one of my frat college buddies when drunk. Oh my God.
Why did I just tell you that? I’m sorry. I don’t even know why you
invited me in, and here I am soliciting you for sex. I guess what I am
trying to say is how your confidence, commanding presence, and musky
scent is so fucking attractive without admitting that I really am
attracted to another guy while sober."
Leo looked like he was going to continue on, but John placed his hand
on Leo’s inner thigh interjecting, "Shh …just follow my lead."
Finally getting to have some fun with one of his recruits before their
transformation, John started stroking Leo’s thigh with the one hand,
while reaching up and brushing back the hood on Leo’s sweatshirt
revealing close cropped curly hair. Leo’s gaze, now unobstructed,
became transfixed upon John’s countenance. John leaned forward and
began passionately French kissing Leo, who in turn longingly followed
John’s lead. It felt so good for Leo to submit to John’s desires.
Besides it brought Leo closer to the source of John’s intoxicating
Alpha scent.
After several minutes time, John pulled away gently to catch his
breath and stared into Leo’s green eyes. "How was that?"
Leo sheepishly averted his eyes, responding softly, "Wonderful."
"Would you like to experience more?" John asked coyly.
Almost inaudibly Leo begged, "Yes…please."
Slowly and deliberately John stripped Leo of his garments, marveling
the reveal of every bulging curve and rippling striation of muscle.
Moving to the floor, John put the ebony athlete on his back, calling
attention to Leo’s erect enthusiasm. John rubbed his across the
backside of the prone man. With a gasp from Leo, John assertively
pushed his way inside, and repeatedly thrust in with deep meaningful
strokes.
After a short while a disconcerted John realized the sex wasn’t
completely satisfying. For the old John getting in bed with a man like
Leo would have been amazing, but now something felt incomplete. Leo
was most certainly attractive and the sex was good, but John wanted
more from his partner. He wanted a beast of a man to ravage. It got
him thinking that perhaps the Alpha spray wasn’t simply a pheromone to
keep his betas in check, and that it was starting to have an effect on
him as well.
John’s attention focused back on the undulating muscle jock when Leo’s
volcano erupted white hot lava across his rocky abdomen, reminding
John how urgent his needs were becoming as he reached for one of the
sub vials in the nearby backpack. "Close your eyes and keep your mouth
open. Papa’s going to feed you your breakfast." Repositioning himself
near Leo’s face, John released himself into the compliant visage,
quickly following his seed with the contents of the vial. Leo eagerly
consumed.